Natalie turned to see Joanna. After being thrown into the ocean by Sebastian, she had gotten sick.
Though she was still tethered to an IV pole and could barely steady herself, she dragged herself out of bed to find Sebastian.
Since Sean wasn’t dead, she had nothing to fear.
Those two men would take the fall, and without evidence, Sebastian couldn’t do anything to her.
She had just arrived when she overheard Natalie, and she had recorded it.
She wouldn’t miss any opportunity to drag Natalie down to hell. She was the only one who mattered.
Natalie stared at her. “You’ve got some nerve saying that. Joanna, Jerome is the brother who spent his entire life doting on you, and you had the nerve to harm even him. Why can’t I, a complete stranger to him now, just stand by and watch?”
“Don’t you dare pin this on me, Natalie. Jerome’s accident has nothing to do with me.”
She only regretted that the car hadn’t killed Jerome. If he recovered fully, he would definitely make her life difficult.
Natalie scoffed. “Whether you had a hand in it or not, your conscience knows the truth.”
She looked at Herbert. “Herbert, let’s go get dinner. I’m starving.”
Herbert noticed the pallor of her skin and brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead with a soft smile. “Let’s go. I’ll treat you to some barbecue.”
Natalie left with Herbert, ignoring Sebastian and Joanna.
Sebastian stood motionless, his gaze burning into her back as she walked away, his jaw clenched tight.
Joanna was surprised. The hospital’s director was actually Natalie’s former mentor?
How many things had Natalie been hiding from them?
But she had no time to dwell on that. She turned to Sebastian. “Sebastian, about what happened with Sean… I… I didn’t mean for it to happen. Sean is fine, and those two men have already confessed. I never told them to kidnap Sean.” Joanna had come over specifically to tell Sebastian this.


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